...curled, And write me new my future's epigraph, New angel mine, unhoped for in the world! XLIH How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the...the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise....

...often takes the form of a cult of death. Think of Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnet 43: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the...being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I...

...brought wholeness to her heart and body, are amongst the classic lines in the language of love. "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the...being and ideal grace, I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men. strive for right;...

...Elizabeth Barrett Browning, in "Sonnets from the Portuguese" of Sonnet 43, had these words: How do I love thee. Let me count the ways. I love thee to the...out of sight For the ends of being and ideal Grace. Where was the man's sense of romance? I married for tender, love, and care! I am offended when people...

...feel or even the kind of space that love evokes in this poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the...feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.10 Like falling deeply into the space of love, so too can we fall into the depths of feelings...

...without looking up. '"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways,"' a voice boomed out. Heads turned. "I love thee to the depth and breadth and height /...."' '". . . for the ends of Being and ideal Grace,"' Margaret finished the passage from one of her favorite poems by Browning, astonished at herself. She...

...CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX The Biology oj Partnership How do I love tnee? Let me count the ways. I love tnee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach,...out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning -T /'"umans may be on the top rung of the evolutionary ladder, but /~...

...love without role, without power plays, is revolution. — Rita Mae Brown, activist author How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach. . . —Elizabeth Barrett Browning, famed Victorian poet You can give without loving, but you cannot...

...the physical feelings or sensations that you are having as you write. /somei>od\ How do I love tliee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach . . . Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese, #43. If you are writing your letter...

...saying out loud as we walked down Logan Street, struggling to keep the buckets from slopping over. "I love thee to the depth and breadth and height, My soul can reach," and so on. "Glorious, just glorious!" she'd say. "Can you hear the music of that, Rose Lee?" "Yessum....